Just something I thought of in school... hope it's OK...

How had it come to this?

I walked up to the large house, my eyes stinging slightly. My life had imploded in on itself many years before now. I knew that when my small team of three became two and then one.

I wasn't on my own though. I had a team of ten now, but my life had never been the same since I'd been left on my own. The woman at the desk interrupted my trail of thought.

"Hello, are you here to visit someone?"

"Erm yeh, the name Jones? I'm Jack Harkness."

"Oh! You know where to go..." I smiled at her as she smiled back with a certain look in her eye. I'd have to talk to her later and let her know I'm not interested...

I smiled the sad smile I was accustomed to as I reached his room. I opened the door and saw him. He was asleep in his chair, breathing heavily. He looked so peaceful, just like when we would spend the night in the hub. I would watch him sleep, my hand on his chest, felling his heart beating.

"Jack..." I froze, and then chuckled as he said my name in his sleep.

"Ianto? Iaaannntooooo. Hello?" His piercing blue eyes opened, and then he smiled his beautiful smile, just like when we used to be together at the hub.

But then it faded, and he was back to his normal self. He looked so old, his face so worn and drawn out. But this was better than what the alternative had been. At least he lived through Torchwood. But this was too much for me. Some days I wished I could die...

I would never – could never forget him. And for some weird reason he had never forgotten me. Even now, when he couldn't remember Gwen, Owen or Tosh, his sister or even all he had done for Torchwood. All his memories of saving the world, more than I could count. But he had never forgotten me. This had always made me laugh. He always made me laugh. Even now he had his wicked sense of humour.

How was I to know that that visit would be my last. The last time I would ever look into his bright blue eyes, see his smile, hear his voice, hold his hand. I would have stayed with him. I'd had the time. But now I'd never see him again.

How had it come to this?